PoetryofmySoul

The child's eyes widened as she looked back at the grave, a thin layer of tears covering her eyes. She wanted to know him so much but how could she trust a complete and random stranger? Then again, he did know the password...Mycroft had always refused to get into details, he was a very secretive man and she rarely saw him. She was always in a special rooms were different men and women made tests and checked many stuff she yet had to learn, that didn't bother her though, the promise of seeing her dad was enough. Her studies were going pretty well according to her teacher but she was still upset about getting a B on Calculus, Mycroft had sure f

A young girl laid beside Sherlock's grave, silently staring at the sky, arms crossed behind her head serving as a pillow. Her few years of life had been experienced in a four wall room, locked away from the beauty of the world. She had simply needed to visit the outside world, her curiosity was too great, even if the trip was just to visit his grave… Few people were seen on the street but she didn't mind, she just wished for the night to cover her from view. Her curly hair moved with the wind and her eyes sparkled in the moon light, the night complimenting her peaceful and quiet mind unlike her heart which was troubled with the present

If I spread my wings and flied away, if I got marooned and forgot the days, will you notice the tears that were once on the blade? Would you feel the pain that was locked away? Or would you forget my name as well as my face, never to be remembered and never to be named, just a lonely girl which you found astray.

Your young life fading, my breath failing. Don't go! You can't simply leave...make it stop...My eyes burn, my life turns, its upside down, I'm feel like I'm going to drown...don't leave...I need you, don't fall asleep...I love you...I can't let you go, I still need to know! Will there be a future without you in my home? Please...have mercy...don't hide away, let me see, let me be who you want me to be. I never imagined a live without you, don't make me, it would be too cruel. Stars don't shine if you're not with me, birds don't sing, no dreams to be in. Please come back to me, don't die...I need you here to be free again, please come back...I

Its awful isn't it? Now you feel it…Now you finally understand all of those sad poems you once read. That feeling when the whole world just stops and its just you standing there…Alone. Your heart is scattered and your own tears are drowning you…Nights no longer bring rest but pain. Nothing seems to penetrate your mind but those repetitive cruel words…all those lies…Sad isn't it? To have to experience such a thing? But…you want to know what is truly sad? The wrong aftermath, the bad ending…the moment when you simply decide to…not feel a thing…Thats when you step into the bunch of leaves whi

Catch me, I'm falling hard, there is nothing to break the fall. I fell and I fell hard, nothing to stop my bleeding heart. They pass by without looking, nobody cares…who am I fooling..?